Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Arya was covered in mud: "Found it, found it, the head is not so careful."

As he spoke, he pulled out a turtle from the mud. Daya looked at it and couldn't help shaking her head: "This one weighs at most six or seven taels, and it's still a small baby. Let it go."

Erya reluctantly put the little turtle into the river, and then started groping again.

Hard work pays off. After searching for more than an hour, the two found two soft-shelled turtles weighing more than one kilogram.

Liu Xia Lian stood up from the riverbank and looked up to see the sun beginning to turn yellow through the branches of the willow tree. It was already past five o'clock.

"Sisters, let's go back. It's getting late."

"Okay, let's go home now." Daya and Erya packed their things and put on their shoes.

The group of three quickly returned to the street and took one to the Iron Pot Stew Restaurant. Now Li Ganzi's apprentice was in charge of the cooking and the food he cooked was quite good.

"Sister, this turtle is so fat, how do you want to eat it?"

"Daya said she wanted to eat turtle stewed with chicken. Please arrange it for her. We can come over to eat after dark."

There are two left. One will be given to Li Damei tomorrow. The newlyweds need a lot of nourishment. Liu Xialian decided to send the remaining one to Boss Chen. She hadn't been there for a long time. Because Liu Xialian now has a channel to sell ginseng, as long as it is not particularly old, it is definitely more cost-effective to sell it herself than to Boss Chen.

Boss Chen was sitting in the store sipping tea. A few days ago during the Mid-Autumn Festival, his friends from Yunnan Province gave him some new Dahongpao tea, and it tasted so good.

"Uncle Chen, long time no see. What are you busy with?" Liu Xia Lian came in holding a turtle's tail.

Boss Chen was a little surprised. If it was half a year ago, he would not be surprised at all when Liu Xia Lian came in like this, but now Liu Xia Lian's identity has undergone a huge change. She is the director of a large factory.

"Xia Lian, are you going to the river to catch fish?"

"Well, I caught three. I'll give you one to make soup with."

"Okay, thank you very much. I just happened to buy a black chicken from the market today and made a Farewell My Concubine. Sit down, sit down, I'll pour you some tea."

Boss Chen took a clean cup that had been boiled with water and poured a cup of tea for Liu Xia Lian.

"Uncle Chen, you have a lot of connections. Where is the best place to sell jade and jadeite?"

The boss shook his head and said, "On a global scale, jade and jadeite are only popular among Chinese and overseas Chinese. There is basically no market in other places. If you want to talk about places with good prices, they must be places like Hong Kong, Malaysia, and Singapore. In China, it must be at least a provincial capital. Of course, there is also a market in county-level cities. This thing is actually very profitable. In the early years, I saw a jewelry tycoon in Hong Kong. He bought a five-ton jade stone and made tens of thousands of pendants. The profit was huge."

"It has to be Uncle Chen. He knows everything."

"Are you going to make jade and emerald?"

"No, my sworn sister in Shimen Village owns a jewelry store and often asks me to buy raw stones for her. I feel that this industry is relatively unfamiliar, so I asked."

"Gold has a price, but jade is priceless. There was once a jewelry store in Hong Kong that made more than a dozen pairs of bracelets. At first, they sold them for 800 yuan a pair, but no one wanted them. Later, they asked for 35,000 yuan, and they were all sold out. The quality of jade and jadeite depends entirely on one's mouth, and the same is true for asking prices. There is no fixed price."

Liu Xia Lian took a closer look and realized that this batch of jadeite must be at least 20 tons. She could make hundreds of millions by selling it herself. However, she was a layman, had no shop, no carving master, and no old customers. It would be better for her to sell the raw materials directly.

"Is there anyone who wants old mountain products recently? I have a few trees here that are fifty or sixty years old."

"What? Ah, a few trees." Uncle Chen couldn't hold back and sprayed the tea he had just drunk to the side.

"Xia Lian, you made your uncle laugh. Others dig ginseng and run all year round in the mountains but can't dig up even one old mountain product. You dug several. It's too exaggerated. By the way, I have something to tell you. An old cadre came from Beijing. He retired from the health department. His rank is not high. After my introduction, he came to your uncle for treatment. Your uncle said he would not treat him. Can you help persuade him?"

When Liu Xia Lian heard this, she understood.

"I'm sure you know that my uncle got into trouble some time ago. He cured a patient who was also from the county health department. As a result, the patient forced my uncle to hand over the secret recipe and almost put him in jail. He now has a deep hostility towards people in this industry."

Boss Chen patted his chest and said, "This person definitely won't do that. This person is very good, grateful, and reasonable."

"How can I explain it to you? This industry belongs to insiders. They think differently from normal people, and most of them have received Western medical education. They are used to using Western medicine to measure Chinese medicine. Isn't this a contradiction? For example, if you prescribe a Chinese medicine for him and he gets better, he will wonder what ingredients in the medicine cured him, whether there are any pharmacological experiments, clinical trials, and how much experimental data there is. If there is nothing, then you, as a doctor, are just talking nonsense and are irresponsible to the patients."

Uncle Chen nodded repeatedly after listening to this: "Using Western medicine methods to analyze and manage Chinese medicine is completely contrary to the original intention."

Liu Xialian said, "Well, my uncle is very stubborn. If he says he won't get treatment, then he won't get treatment. You can call him over. I've learned a little bit and I think there's nothing wrong with the condition."

Uncle Chen clicked his tongue for a long time. He didn't know that Liu Xia Lian could treat illnesses, but so many miracles had happened to Liu Xia Lian that he immediately asked his assistant to go to the guesthouse to call for help. They were very close, and ten minutes later a woman in her thirties came over, supporting an old man in his early sixties.

Boss Chen was a very diplomatic man. He immediately stood up and introduced: "Xia Lian, this is Mr. Wu and his daughter from Beijing."

Liu Xia Lian stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Wu, and Ms. Wu."

Mr. Wu looked very bad and spoke in a very low voice. He asked softly, "Boss Chen, who is this?"

"This is Doctor Xu's founding disciple, Doctor Liu Xia Lian. Don't be fooled by her youth. She runs a factory and doesn't act lightly, but when she does, it's extraordinary."

Old Wu sat down, coughed twice, and said, "As for me, I don't plan to receive treatment. I'm over 60 years old, and I have three generations living under one roof. It doesn't matter if I die. But my daughter insisted that I receive treatment and didn't want to give up. But this disease is very difficult to treat. Doctor Liu, it's not that I don't trust you, but can you see through my symptoms?"

Her daughter was holding a thick medical record book in her hand, but she didn't hand it to Liu Xia Lian. People like this are actually very cunning and have very rich experiences.

Liu Xia Lian smiled slightly: "Mr. Wu, there is a saying that there is no coincidence in the world. Today I caught a turtle in the river, and I gave it to Uncle Chen on a whim. Otherwise, I would not have met you. This shows that we are destined to meet. I dare not say whether your disease can be cured, but it may be improved a little."